St. Teresa

Joan Osborne

Sit down on the corner just a little climb



When I make my money got to get my dime



Sit down with her baby wind is full of trash



She bold as the street light dark and sweet as hash



Way down in the hollow leavin' so soon



Oh St. Teresa higher than the moon



Reach down for the sweet stuff when she looks at me



I know any man sees you like I see



Follow down the side street movin' single file



She say...



That's where I'll hold you, sleeping like a child



Way down in the hollow, leavin' so soon



Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon



Just what I've been needin', feel it rise in me



She say...



Every stone a story, like a rosary



Corner St. Teresa, just a little crime



When I make my money, got to get my dime



Way down in the hollow, leavin' so soon



Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon



You called up in the sky



You called up in the clouds



Is there something you forgot to tell me...



tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me



Show me my Teresa, feel it rise in me



Every stone a story, like a rosary